Cam closed Booth's bedroom door quietly behind her, her face troubled. Booth jumped to his feet instantly, gesturing her over to the sofa and perching next to her, his leg bouncing as he tried to control the emotions rushing through him.

"How is she?"

Cam sighed. "She's exhausted, lost a large amount of weight recently, been through emotional hell..." she paused, seeing Booth wince at her words. "But apart from that she's OK, Seeley. Her wounds are healed nicely, and she really just needs to sleep and eat properly, and have a bit of TLC."

Booth nodded, drinking in her words. "I can do that."

She nodded. "There's nowhere I could think of better for her right now than here. It's not going to be easy, but you have all of us behind you. We'll all get there together."

Booth smiled, taking Cam's hand and squeezing it gently as he fought back the tears. She smiled back, patting the top of his hand where it rested on hers affectionately.

"There's nothing you could have done differently, Booth. You've done a brilliant job."

He grimaced. "I wish there was a way that I could take all of this hurt away from her. She's had so much more than her fair share already."

Cam nodded. "We all wish that, but all we can do now is make sure she lets us help her pick up the pieces. Dr Brennan is an amazing, strong woman, Booth. If anyone can get through this, it's her."

A look of pride entered Booth's eyes as he met Cam's properly, his face breaking into a grin as he thought about the woman he loved. She might have had a bad day today, but everything just showed him that she was still the woman that he fell so hard for such a long time ago.

"Right, it's been a long day, and I need a bath," Cam told him, standing easily from the sofa and stretching her neck muscles.

"Thanks, Cam. For everything."

She paused, rubbing his cheek affectionately. "Any time, Seeley, and I mean that. Anything you or Dr Brennan need, I'm your gal."

"I know."

She opened his door quickly, turning as she rubbed a weary hand over her face. "Thank God this is all over, Booth. Nothing else to go wrong."

He chuckled, leaning against the open door. "Don't curse it!"

She grinned. "I'll call around tomorrow night and check on the patient. Keep her in bed when she wakes up and make sure she's eaten properly." Booth nodded, assuring her that he'd do just that. "And if you need anything, anything at all in the meantime, just give me a call. OK?"

He grinned, leaning forwards and wrapping his friend in a huge hug. "Thank you."

"OK then. Take care of yourself."

Closing the door quietly, Booth smiled to himself that they had such good friends. Grabbing a glass of water and a book, he stepped into his bedroom, a grin spreading over his face to see his girl tucked up in his bed. The smile slipped as he saw her pale face, a frown in place even in sleep. Resting back into the chair in the corner, he flipped open his book, determined to be there when she woke.

Brennan awoke with a start, sitting up in bed and giving her head a moment to stop spinning. Looking across in surprise, she realised that she was in Booth's apartment, and he was in the room with her. Her look of panic changed to one of love as she fought back a snort of laughter. Booth was fast asleep in the wicker chair, the book about to slip from his knee and his head tipped back, mouth wide open as he let out rhythmic snores.

Suddenly, the book slipped completely, landing on the floor with a bang. He shot up, his sudden movement unnerving Brennan who watched him wearily. Once the sleep had cleared from his mind, he grinned, moving straight over to the bed and wrapping Brennan in his arms.

"You're awake!" he murmured in delight against her neck, as she nodded, returning his hug. "I'm so sorry, I wanted to be here for you when you woke up."

She pulled back, rubbing his cheek gently. "You are, Booth. I only just woke up."

Sensing her unease, Booth kissed her forehead gently, before standing from the bed. He rubbed his face tiredly, wiping away the last of the sleep. Grinning to see those bright blue eyes, he headed for the door.

"I'm just gonna grab you some food and a drink, Bones. Won't be a minute."

"Booth!" she complained, moving to stand out of the bed only to earn herself a stern glare. "I'm not an invalid! I can manage myself."

He sighed, crossing his arms. "Bones, you are not moving from that bed for the rest of the day, and that is final! You collapsed, that's not OK. Tomorrow, perhaps you can come and watch some films with me, but only if I'm happy you're getting better, and only if you've eaten enough."

Feigning a pout, Brennan relaxed against the pillows, watching as Booth gave her a satisfied smile before heading through to the kitchen. Once she was sure he couldn't see, a huge smile made its way across her face as she realised yet again how much Booth loved her. Pressing that thought down unless his cocky eyes caught sight of it, she closed her eyes and relaxed, happy to be safe once more.